Life

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Sometimes it slips away,
grasping tight a dizzying spiraling
of days, wasted time-
Inside its comforting,
seems forever unchanged
but the carcass was arranged
in such a way to mimic life,
smile, find cadence and rhyme
while the spiraling goes on,
grasping tight
sometimes it slips away-
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HRios

What Matters

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Does it matter

 how the journey begins?

Nor the end it’s important

but what falls in between,

what I love, what I cherish,

all I hold in my hands

and the adventures

I find every day,

my desires and my wants,

what it’s gone

and what stayed.

It does matter

when my life almost done

I find truth in my fears.

But I try to live well

and not look at the years

but to love

and to cherish

all I hold in my hands,

every day at a time

make it worth,

make it mine!

HRios

Freedom

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Freedom

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What shall I do with all this freedom?

Time set between sunrise and sunset

and what I want and what could get

without leftover worries or obligations

unraveling a life with simplifications

for nothing I must do unless I choose,

nothing left to pay with years past due

if only one to love twenty four seven,

I can stretch around in my own heaven

and be the person I wanted to become

while madness around possessing some

when the only challenge to overcome

is what shall I do with all my freedom?

H.O

Dust Covered

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Dust Covered

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Won’t let old things gather around

covered in dust, forgotten by playful hands.

New every morning I leave behind the wants

when unfulfilled become old and stale

with the smell of failure I found

in the passing of time, empty time

marked by each inhale of life we hold

until no more, with each exhale

we learn to leave it behind.

H.O

Mundane

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Mundane

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Mundane, I said and out of my element

but I learned to swim in rivers unknown,

does that makes me better?

I cannot return to the place I’m from

I cannot proceed if I don’t belong

and can only do imitated greatness,

does that makes me better?

If I close my eyes in the darkness find

maps to follow blind,

maybe a place like none

where I may belong,

will that make me better?

H.O

Puzzle

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Puzzle

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Piece by piece we come together

parts barely fitting with smooth edges,

hard to fit between the wedges

of tight closed fingers-

And life goes on, desire lingers

while weaving dreams that fell apart,

but piece by piece with ever part

we fit together we become clear,

year after year

a picture forms that we can see

a part of you, a part of me.

And every piece we place and match

in between love and pain we catch

a glimpse of heavens, if one last piece

with grace attach

to finish all in resting peace-

H.O

Lessons

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Lessons

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I though reserved was love for each

somewhere kept easy to reach

at the right time-

I thought by right it would be mine

by asking once or twice

only to find there is a price

for letting go, to be alone

in sadness sown

while life shall pass

and love bypass-

I’ve learned that dreams

weaved in the dark will never gleam

and verses forged with greatest pain

will not retain

in every line the emotions bared,

and learned that life will not forgive

but always give,

only if we dared-

H.O

Life?

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Life?

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When does life ends? The final breath

the last heartbeat-

But what is life if we are not living?

If death is then the lack of breathing

does it define when we are alive?

The lack of love, to be alone

and not to feel every sunrise,

the passion gone

with blind defeat,

isn’t then life the same as death?

H.O